Wuhun City, Soul Fighting Arena.

On the platform, Bibidong, wearing a Pope's luxurious long skirt and a nine-curved purple gold crown, held a scepter in her hand. The position she stood was the highest position in the Soul Fighting Arena and the best place to watch the battle.

The four titled Douluo attended the finals with her. Mu Yao and Demon Bear Douluo served as referees in the upper and lower half respectively. The remaining two jujubes, the two jujubes, Douluo, came onto the platform with Bibidong.

"Time flies so fast. After this competition, we watch the growing up children become famous in Douluo Continent."

Yueguan suddenly sighed, and he looked at Ling Bai below, as if he remembered the past.

"It's pretty good. Men should make a breakthrough in their own world."

A hoarse voice sounded, it was Ghost Douluo Ghost. He had always supported Ling Bai leaving the Spirit Palace to vent.

"But I would rather he be a child..."

When Bibi Dong heard the conversation between Jugui, he whispered to himself that Ling Bai had a great impact on her last night, and the almost melting heat she still remembers.

The Cardinal, as the host, said conscientiously: "Dear viewers, the results of the final draw have been announced to you. Next, the first game of the finals is about to begin!

The two sides of the competition were two teams that were drawn to No. 1 in the upper half of the area, the Wuhun Palace Academy and the Shenfeng Academy!”

After a series of words that motivate the audience's emotions, he shouted in his most exciting voice: "Next, please invite the First Academy of the Mainland, the Wuhun Palace Academy team, and their opponents, the Tiandou Empire Divine Wind Academy team to enter the Soul Fighting Platform!"

As soon as the Cardinal announced, the atmosphere in the fighting spirit field instantly broke through to its peak.

"Martial Soul Hall, Martial Soul Hall, Martial Soul Hall!"

The sound of shouting at the Spirit Hall resounded throughout every corner of the Soul Fighting Arena. Faced with such a situation, the seven people from the Shenfeng Academy who were about to set foot on the battlefield were stunned.

This is the first time that Kamikaze has encountered such a situation and situation. In the Tiandou City qualifiers, this kind of mountain and thunder is usually shouted for them!

For a moment, everyone's face looked a little pale.

This is a crowd of hundreds of thousands!

Psychological stress can be imagined!

"Come on the Spirit Hall, the Spirit Hall will win, and His Highness the Holy Son is the most handsome!"

In the contestant's rest area, Shui Yue'er stood on the chair and shouted for the Wuhun Hall, her pretty face turned red.

"Ahhhh! Shui Yue'er, please be quiet!"

The other girls of Tianshui Team could not stand the strange gazes around, so they rushed forward to pull Shui Yue'er down and held her hands and feet.

Shui Bing'er covered her face in pain. What could she do if she had such a slutty sister?

"You let me go! His Highness the Son needs me to cheer for you!"

Looking at Shui Yue'er, who was suppressed and still unchanged, Shui Binger's temples bulged faintly. Then she picked up a fruit from the table beside her and seized the opportunity to stuff it into Shui Yue'er's mouth with lightning speed.

The next second, the world suddenly became quiet!

In Shui Yue'er's sad and angry eyes, Shui Bing'er smiled and admired the match between the Martial Soul Palace and the Kanfeng. Then, a beautiful water blue eyes flashed with surprise and blurted out:

"Only one person was sent, what exactly did the Spirit Hall want to do?"

At this moment, the two teams gathered in a corner of the Soul Fighting Platform and looked at each other from afar.

When the participating players of the Shenfeng Academy saw that there was only one person on the Wuhun Hall, they couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then everyone's eyes burst into unprecedented anger and fighting spirit!

Yes, there are four soul kings in the Spirit Hall. If both sides go to war with all their might, our Shenfeng will definitely not be the opponent, but if you only send one person, it would be a pure insult to others!

The finals are a single-game elimination system!

One fights seven!

Isn’t the Martial Spirit Hall afraid of overturning?

Everyone who was also questioned was also the people watching the game, including the contestants, and even Ling Bai's loyal fan Shui Yueer was stunned.

The player representing the Wuhun Palace Academy is Ling Bai. How strong is he that he dares to step onto the battlefield alone and face the Shenfeng Academy, which has five major soul sects!

However, the game is a game after all. No matter how outrageous it is, this game will still be carried out.

The referee Mu Yao in the upper half of the area has already taken the position and made a gesture of both sides stepping forward.

A total of eight students on both sides quickly gathered in the center of the fighting spirit arena. As they were close, Ling Bai could see the extremely ugly face of the Shenfeng Academy.

Since Bibidong said that he would win the first round in the most arrogant way, Ling Baisi thought about it and seemed that nothing was more arrogant than a single-choice pick.

"The captains of both sides shook hands and greeted."

Mu Yao's golden red eyes kept staring at Ling Bai. No one, including Bibi Dong, knew Ling Bai better than her. Ling Bai's combat power was far beyond their imagination!

The moment the two shook hands, Feng Xiaotian suddenly spoke: "Son of the Spirit Hall, are you too confident? You want to eliminate our Kanfeng with your own strength alone!"

Feng Xiaotian almost clenched his teeth. Ling Bai did not take Kanshi Feng into his eyes at all. He had the top mutant martial soul, the two-headed wolf, and the innate soul power rare in the world. He had always claimed to be a genius and was suddenly insulted by such anger, and his anger almost swallowed his reason.

"It's hard to disobey the master's order, understand it." Ling Bai smiled discontently, "Let's do this, how about a sword."

He raised a finger and said slowly: "After a sword, if there is still one person standing in the Ksitigarbha Academy, I will give in immediately."

The conversation between the two did not converge, and the audience could not hear clearly from a distance, but the teams in the rest area could hear clearly and suddenly became in an uproar.

In Ling Bai's opinion, Shenfeng Academy is just an enemy of a sword!?

"Okay, I'll wait for your sword..."

After the handshake, Mu Yao said in a deep voice: "In the first round of the finals, the No. 1 showdown in the first half of the first half, both sides retreated to both sides of the field and listened to my order to start the game. Before I announce the start, no one is allowed to release the martial soul in advance, otherwise they will be sentenced to lose!"

The two sides slowly opened the distance. While retreating, Feng Xiaotian turned around and whispered: "The Spirit Hall is so confident. Before the Soul Master Competition began, the martial soul and soul power of this participating team were announced to the mainland.

The martial soul of the Holy Son of the Martial Soul Palace is called Qingcang Sword. The sword-do martial soul is known for its attack power, but he will never fly! After a while, everyone will take the air to occupy the air supremacy directly, and then launch long-range attacks on him in batches, which will consume him to death!"

Such a clear arrangement shows that Feng Xiaotian has not lost his mind at all. Part of the anger just now is acting with Ling Bai!

Mu Yao raised his right hand high, and the 108 soul masters of the martial soul hall prepared in advance were injected into the special metal pillar.

One hundred and eight metal columns shone brightly, white lights soared into the sky and gathered in the air. A layer of white light curtain scattered down, covering the entire soul fighting platform.

The soul protection cover is arranged!

Mu Yao's right hand fell down!

"The competition begins!"
Chapter completed!